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Aaaand yet another chapter :D

Oh my, my Bilbo is way too innocent xD I nearly died laughing, because of my friend's comments xD

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Chapter 4

Bilbo couldn't help but steal a glance to Thorin every now and then. Kili and Fili had seemed utterly amused and afraid at the same time.

When their meal was finally ready, Bilbo found himself in the company of Thorin again. They sat there in silence and ate, which Bilbo enjoyed immensely.

"What did Fili and Kili do wrong to hide behind a Hobbit?" Bilbo eventually asked after a while. Thorin just snorted and said: "They said a few rude things."

"Oh well, that's them. But I like them, they're funny and understanding." Bilbo grinned and lit his pipe. Thorin did the same and noticed that Bilbo was shivering.

"Are you cold?" he asked softly. Bilbo looked at him but shook his head. Thorin hummed and turned his gaze to the horizon. The sun was setting and the sky was a flaming orange.

"It reminds me of Smaug. When he came, how everything burned and simply turned into ashes." Thorin said. Bilbo looked at him and offered a comforting smile. Thorin appreciated it. He wasn't a dwarf of many words. Especially for many words on Smaug.

"Tell me one thing Bilbo Baggins. I've been curious for a while now. Why did you come after us?" Thorin asked, to break the silence.

"Well, maybe your song did it. You sounded so lonely and desperate… And I've long been sick of my life in the Shire. Yes, it was comfortable, but something was amiss, every minute. I found what I was missing, in your company. Adventures, people who actually like me and try to comfort me when I'm not feeling well. I found a purpose." Bilbo explained smiling. He started to shiver again. It was getting cold.
Thorin sat there, mouth slightly agape. Bilbo sat there, a little blush on his cheeks and hands wrenching. Thorin noticed that he was shivering again.

Bilbo shrieked when he felt something on his shoulder, but soon noticed that it was just Thorin's fur coat. He snuggled deeper into the warmth of it and breathed in Thorin's scent. This dwarf was driving him mad, really!

"Won't you be cold now?" Bilbo asked and peeked out of Thorin's coat, which was a bit too big, which Thorin found to be very adorable.

"I won't, I'm used to the cold by now." He grinned and couldn't stop himself from ruffling through Bilbo's hair. It was as soft as he had imagined. Hold on, when did he fantasize about Bilbo's curls?

Bilbo blushed crimson red again and leaned slightly into Thorin's touch. That didn't go by unnoticed. In that second Thorin decided something very important. He would try to make this Hobbit his and his alone. Thorin rolled up one sleeve of his tunic and there on his wrist dangled a little bracelet, made of Moonstones. He clipped it off his wrist and said: "I would like to show you some gratitude. Here. Take it."

He reached over and clipped the bracelet on Bilbo's right wrist. He heard gasps behind him. So the others realized, but would Bilbo realize as well?

Bilbo stared at the bracelet in wonder. It was very beautiful and seemed rather important to Thorin. In the past he had noticed, how very protective Thorin was of it. And then Bilbo did something very impulsive. He kissed Thorin on the cheek and said: "Thank you."

"Don't thank me Bilbo." Thorin smiled. His cheek burned where Bilbo had kissed him. They sat there in silence and watched the first stars appearing. For the first time in a very long time, Bilbo and Thorin felt truly happy.

After a while though, Thorin felt something slumping against his side. Thorin took a confused glance to his left and found Bilbo leaning against his shoulder, fast asleep. He smiled and hurled the Hobbit into his arms and brought him to his bedroll. Bilbo mumbled something in his sleep and snuggled closer into Thorin's fur coat. Thorin smiled and then sat besides Balin at the fire.

"So, you decided to court the Hobbit?" Balin asked and smiled at him. Thorin nodded and looked over to where Bilbo lay.

"Good luck lad!" Balin smiled. Thorin smiled back and set off the first watch. They were all exhausted and needed some sleep.

When Bilbo awoke the next morning he felt warm. Slowly, the memories of the evening before came back to his mind and he smiled. Yawning he stood up and looked around. Everybody was asleep, safe for Bofur who was on watch. He found Thorin, lying on his bedroll and curled up to a ball.

"'I'm used to the cold by now!' Yes, I can totally see that!" Bilbo muttered to himself and sneaked over to Thorin to put his fur coat over him. But he wasn't prepared for Thorin's arm to shot out and pull Bilbo to his chest in a tight embrace. A look over his shoulder confirmed Bilbo that Thorin was still fast asleep.
Bilbo wasn't entirely unsatisfied with that situation. It would have been perfectly comfortable, if Thorin's belt buckle wouldn't push against his backside. Since when did Thorin wear belt buckles at all?

Bilbo shrugged it off as odd behavior. But he couldn't stay there; Thorin would make him Warg-Food if Bilbo was to stay.

"Uhm… Thorin…er… you can let go of me now." Bilbo said and wriggled a bit. That blasted belt buckle! It was harder than before! Must have shifted with Bilbo's wriggles…

"Bilbo… What are you doing here?" came the sleepy voice of Thorin. But then Thorin's eyes shot open in utter horror.

"Well, I wanted to bring you your fur coat, you looked like you were cold, you were shivering, but then you grabbed me." Bilbo said and blushed. Thorin was so close.

"I hope I didn't cause you any discomfort." Thorin said low. Bilbo licked his lips and said: "Well, your belt buckle poked me a bit, but I was comfortable."

At first, Thorin's face grew as red as a tomato, but then he paled until he was as white as snow.

"Hey, Thorin, you alright?" Bilbo asked. Thorin just nodded and hid his face in Bilbo's shoulder. That was, until he realized that it was Bilbo's shoulder. And that he was still holding Bilbo. He let go and said: "I'm terribly sorry."

"You don't have to. I like to cuddle and your belt buckle didn't hurt me!" Bilbo smiled the most innocent smile Thorin had ever seen.

Is he serious?! Thorin asked himself and stared at Bilbo. Bilbo looked straight back, a bit curious. In the background Thorin could hear the muffled snickers of Gandalf, Kili and Fili. It didn't matter.

Bilbo and Thorin got up slowly. Bilbo wondered, Thorin's moving seemed a bit odd.

"Hey, are you still hurting? Your movement is a bit odd." Bilbo asked concerned.

Right there, Fili, Kili and Gandalf lost it and emerged into laughter that woke all the other dwarves and startled Bofur.

"Maybe… hahaha…. Maybe it's his sword!" Fili chuckled and Kili and Gandalf laughed even harder.

"But Orcrist lies besides bedroll!" Bilbo said confused. Thorin felt the sudden urge to bury his head in his hands.

"I mean uncles hidden dagger!" Fili exclaimed and he, his brother and Gandalf howled with laughter. Even the other dwarves where chuckling.

"You have a hidden dagger?" Bilbo asked Thorin confused. Thorin groaned in frustration and finally buried his head in his hands. Bilbo was even more confused. Finally, Ori showed some mercy and whispered something into Bilbo's ear. Bilbo grew crimson red all over. He stuttered something and had a hard time looking in Thorin's direction.

"I-I-I-I-I'm s-s-s-s-so-sorry!" Bilbo stuttered and almost ran to his things to pack up. Thorin looked at him.

"Oh brother…" he murmured under his breath. Why was Bilbo so damn innocent, but so damn hot at the same time?